Lyrics:
Hey, yeah
Rule baby, yeah
Mary J. Blige
Murder Inc.
Smile
It's just those rainy days
Spend a lifetime, tryin' to wash away
Until the sun
I don't believe you there
Can't believe these bitches they might
Leave you in tears
By my lonely cause I fail to believe in peers
Believe that shit,
my niggas
In the middle of the trial I flip pies my niggas
I did joints with Mary J. Blige my niggas
I've eluded the coppers got booted with Big
my niggas
In the middle of the trial I flip pies my niggas
I did joints with Mary J. Blige my niggas
I've eluded the coppers got booted with Big
believe in the grind
Not intelligent design
And not anything divine
It's a fact that she is fine like the song by Mary J. Blige
In that sense I'm tryna be
believe in the grind
Not intelligent design
And not anything divine
It's a fact that she is fine like the song by Mary J. Blige
In that sense I'm tryna be
B.U.D.D.Y
Crazy how you my baby remember we was just fuckin
Not with da PDA but wanna love you in public
Real Love, Mary J. Blige I look into your eyes
somethin'
Like Mary J blige
Don't mind my eyes, they bloodshot
From smokin' 'bout 4 bags of
Weed in the parking lot so what's up bitch
Got a name with them
I'm wit ya
I know what it's like when they know you now
But bark it at the dog baby, and I'll hold you down
[Mary J. Blige]
Time and time and time
So you pick out your lane
And turn Kramer with the room if they get you some paint
With no open mics for you to go blow your lights
But shit they
Mary J Blige
And when I finish wit this shit, I be all you niggas applaud
Just a nigga from the city wit bigger dreams than Jay's
Tryna reach em as I
[Mary Mary]
I know the Lord, will make a way
He will make a way, yessssssss he will
Yessssss, he willlllll
Ohhh, I do believe that we will make it
one love
Crips killin' Crips, nigga, Bloods killin' Bloods
Niggaz tellin', gotta stay outta dodge
On the stand y'all be singin' like Mary J. Blige
But
My Life out like Mary
I'm oh-Blige-d to J. any ghetto queen that's sanitary
Don't play me too close, you'll get roasted by the human torch
from Newark,
a truck
cross and acre of bud
while shes fuckin it up to some Mary J. Blige
(while she fuckin it up to some Mary J. Blige)
I can hit the whole shit when
I'm wit ya
I know what it's like when they know you now
But bark it at the dog baby, and I'll hold you down
[mary j. blige]
Time and time and time
books
I'm seein right through ya, YEAH
Bout time you hit the door -- glad I knew ya
In other words, Herb, slide to the side
Hey Mary if you're down to J
obliged that I'm Mary J. Blige.
Mean I'm not goin' cry. Oh well.
Blowin' my hot air she waitin' to exhale, hell.
Well, a sucka for a tale, my names
pain more these days than the days that I cry
No woman, no cry, these days, I feel more Mary J. Blige
Happy, happy, joyful, joyful 'cause I didn't
gotta go through your own things
Handle your shit; make your own gun ring
Me? You better send nines, I'ma shoot the first .4-5 Mary J Blige
R&B
Oh yeah
Baby
M a r y J. Blige
Oh, how I wish I was by your side.
Oh yeah
I wanna be all you need baby.
And I want you to be my superwoman.
got that Mary Jane, I smoke the hairiest pot
What if Mary Magdalene had a bloody Mary with a virgin
On December 25th, while bumping Mary J Blige
like
That's the good life you live the good life
What you gon' do today?
Whatever I want!
And when they ask why
I sing that Mary J. Blige
It's my life,
me wit it
You still rockin hickies, don't let me find out he did it
Got My Eyes on the Tiger, Eyes on the Prize
Eyes on the thighs of Mary J. Blige
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